Armed SWAT

A year later, Orange, Los Angeles.

The four traffic arteries at the intersection have been blocked, and yellow and black cordons are dragged all over the ground.Police cars roared to a stop on the periphery, armed SWAT police officers wearing SWAT vests held guns, all of them looked cold and hurried.

"The gangsters are ready to come out," Sangers' voice tensed in the earphones. "Two people, one is driving, and the other is taking hostages. The hostages are already unconscious, and the gangsters are very excited."

The special police officer in the command vehicle immediately asked, "Is our tracking vehicle ready?"

"everything's ready!"

"Where is our captain?"

"The on-site command task has been handed over to the command group, and he is in the tracking vehicle."

"Personally follow up?" Several SWATs looked at each other, and one of them immediately asked: "What if there is an emergency at the scene, what should we do if we don't have enough authority?"

Sangers shrugged on the earphone side: "It's not like you don't know that this boss likes front-line tasks much more than sitting in an office."

"Speaking of which, if there is an emergency, it can only happen during the process of following the criminals, right? The boss is said to be driving very aggressively?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

"Is it really fierce?"

"Who knows..."

"At this time, do you still have the mind to chat on the public channel?" Suddenly a deep male voice was inserted into the earphone, "After the end, I will go to the training class and remake it for three weeks!"

Immediately, the earphones were filled with ghostly cries and wolf howls: "Stop it, boss!!"

In a Land Rover in the dark, the man in the driver's seat sneered and cut off the call.

In order to ensure that the gangsters do not see, the parking corner is dimly lit.Through the rearview mirror, he could vaguely see the side face of the man, and there was a light-colored and slender scar on his cheek.

His police ID card was casually thrown in the groove on the side of the brake, and his photo and name when his face was intact were pasted under the badge——

Mitchell Landers.

The head of the Los Angeles Armed SWAT Team and was awarded the rank of Sheriff First Class.

A red HONDA suddenly rushed out of the corner. It was a getaway car that the police station was forced to prepare for the gangsters.Almost at the same moment, Mitchell slammed on the accelerator, and the Land Rover rushed out like an arrow off the string.

The red HONDA crossed the block at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour, probably because the gangsters panicked and missed the nearest exit to the highway.Mitchell followed closely behind, and the noisy roar of the police kept coming from the earphones, but he turned a deaf ear to it.

Ahead is the industrial area on the edge of the city.

The gangster probably realized that someone was following him, and the red HONDA flashed in the traffic, trying to hide himself on the street.Mitchell cursed, quickly shifted gears, accelerated the accelerator, and slammed the steering wheel. With the harsh sound of brakes, he forced to change lanes in the crowded traffic, and countless harsh horns sounded behind him.

The red HONDA immediately panicked.

"Boss!" The subordinates of the control console roared in the headset: "Please hold on for a while! We have urgently notified the road police to set up roadblocks ahead!"

Mitchell slammed on the accelerator: "Block the entrance to Highway [-], immediately!"

At this moment, the red light at the intersection came on.The red HONDA didn't even stop, and directly knocked over a Mercedes-Benz that was parked obliquely on the right turn, and rushed towards the middle of the road amidst the screeching noise of tires rubbing against it!

Mitchell overtook and accelerated like lightning, but at the same moment, his breath suddenly froze!

I saw a small zebra crossing in the middle of the two green belts on the road, and several female teachers were leading a group of primary school students to line up to cross the road!

The speeding red HONDA shows no sign of slowing down at all!

Like a red bullet, it approached the heart when it was caught off guard.Mitchell slammed on the brakes, but before he could pull out his gun, he heard two loud bangs——

What happened at that moment was shown many times on the camera.

However, no one had fully seen the threatening scene at that time.

The moment the red HONDA rushed out of the intersection, a young man wearing sunglasses, a black short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans was walking out of the supermarket on the sidewalk.He was holding a big shopping bag in one hand, and put the other in his pocket, with a cigarette in his mouth, and he seemed to be about to take a lighter from his pocket.

His companion—a very tall man of about forty, wrapped in a suit and sunglasses, was walking to the side of the road, opening the door of the Hummer, as if he was about to get in and drive.

However, at this moment the accident happened.The red HONDA knocked a Benz parked at an angle into the railing of the green belt, making a loud noise.

The loud noise immediately attracted the attention of the young man.

He raised his head, glanced almost immediately at the children who were crossing the road, and then turned his eyes to the red Honda.After assessing the situation for a ten-thousandth of a second, he took his hand out of the hip pocket of his jeans, reached into his front pocket, and pulled out a gun.

Then he pulled the trigger at the same instant the children screamed.

boom!boom!

The red HONDA front tire burst at the first time, and the front of the car was caught off guard; the rear tire burst at the second time, and the moving vehicle suddenly flipped to one side!

The two shots were clean and neat, without any hesitation.

With a bang, the car overturned on the road with a ridiculous side, and the huge impact even deformed the side where the car was rubbing against the ground.With countless screeching brakes and horn sounds, the intersection suddenly fell into chaos.

"Big trouble, Kevin." Beside the Hummer, Epro propped up the car door with one hand, while looking at the roaring police cars and the SWAT truck: "I knew I shouldn't have brought you to Orange."

"Who reported the three-day trip to the west coast? It wasn't me anyway." Deng Kaiwen put the gun back in his pocket and said, "If it was me, I would never come to the west in this weather."

"Just be patient, we can go back after the meeting."

Deng Kaiwen smiled casually, took out his lighter to light a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

Under the sunglasses, his face is still young and fair, as if time, injury, separation and parting have not left any marks on this face.

There was chaos on the road, but Mitchell seemed to be dazed, and walked forward a few steps in a daze.

no no……

impossible……

But that familiar side face, even through sunglasses, would definitely not—

"Kevin..." Mitchell murmured, his voice suddenly became louder: "Kevin!"

The ending sound is almost heart-piercing.

Several SWATs turned around, and one of them asked what was wrong.Sangers patted Mitchell on the shoulder, frowning worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Kevin has... died in the line of duty."

"No, no! He didn't!" Mitchell broke free from him, "I can't admit my mistake!"

Sangers didn't have time to stop, and Mitchell ran quickly to the sidewalk.

His steps were so urgent that he almost ran into the car.A TAXI barely stopped close to him, the driver poked his head out and cursed, but Mitchell turned a deaf ear.

"No way..." Sangers looked in Mitchell's direction, and was suddenly stunned, "——No way... right?!"

"Kevin! Kevin!"

Deng Kaiwen didn't react when he heard the first sound, and realized it was calling himself after the second sound.

He turned his head, smoking a cigarette, smiling and watching the panting policeman running over.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that this policeman was very familiar, as if he had seen it a long time ago, and was even familiar with it.

But then his eyes fell on the scar on the policeman's cheek, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he dismissed his thoughts.

"Kevin..." The policeman gasped, stood up and looked at him, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

Mitchell felt that he had a lot to say. He searched for such a long time, spent every day in hell-like pain, and swore countless times that as long as Deng Kaiwen appeared in front of him again, he would be willing to ask him to die immediately. .

But so suddenly, without warning, when Deng Kaiwen fell from the sky, he couldn't say a word.

He felt his lips trembling, and his throat seemed to be blocked by some hard stone. As soon as he opened his mouth, his nose felt sore, and his eyes blurred immediately after.

This is a dream.

It must be a dream, right?

Mitchell tried hard to see Deng Kaiwen's face clearly, but the harder he tried, the more blurred his vision became, and soon the hot liquid flowed down his cheeks, and he didn't even have time to wipe it off.

Deng Kaiwen looked curiously at the policeman who burst into tears in broad daylight without saying a word. He took the cigarette out of his mouth after a long while and asked, "This policeman...we knew each other before?"

It took Mitchell several seconds to digest this sentence, and he was suddenly stunned.

"Sorry, I forgot a lot of things."

"..."

"You know my name? It seems that we have known each other before?"

"..." Mitchell murmured, "Kevin..."

"I'm sorry," Deng Kaiwen shrugged apologetically again, "I can't remember anything, because I suffered a serious injury, so..."

Sangers came striding over, his eyes touched Deng Kaiwen's face, and he was obviously even more surprised: "It's really Kevin! Haven't you--?!"

Deng Kaiwen looked at them suspiciously.

Just then a smiling voice cut in: "Kevin, we should go, did you meet any new friends?"

The three of them raised their heads at the same time, and Epro was standing by the car door, taking off his sunglasses with one hand, and looked at them with a calm smile.

——Mitchell's complexion changed drastically in an instant.

He knew that if Deng Kaiwen was still alive, he must be with Epro in GA.

He has been searching for such a long time, from despair to even more despair, but he never thought that one day, he would see Deng Kaiwen again—and he was really with Epro!

"You know we can't be late today, let's talk about it later." Epro came over, and took the shopping bag in Deng Kaiwen's hand gently and forcefully: "I have notified the lawyer just now, and he will come to replace him soon. You contacted the police."

Deng Kaiwen hummed, turned around obediently, and walked side by side to the car with Epro.

Mitchell snapped, "Kevin!"

He was about to chase after him, but suddenly Epuro turned his head and gave him a faint look.

"Talk to my attorney about something, Officer Landers. Or should I call you by another name in front of everyone?"

Mitchell paused and stopped abruptly in place.

Epro smiled and turned around.

At this moment, Mitchell suddenly rushed forward and shouted a series of mobile phone numbers to Deng Kaiwen's back: "—Kevin, I'm Mitchell! If you want to contact me, please call this number! If you If you want to know what happened before, you must contact me!"

Deng Kaiwen turned around hesitantly, Mitchell stared at him closely, and quickly repeated the number: "Please, please contact me, please!"

Epro didn't even look back, his eyes showed a little sarcasm coldly.

Deng Kaiwen was obviously very surprised, and after a while he nodded and said, "Well...that's fine."

After speaking, he turned his head and got into the Hummer compartment.

Mitchell first instinctively wanted to chase, but was stopped by Sangers: "No!" He said with a wink.

It was only then that Mitchell discovered that many plainclothes bodyguards appeared beside the carriage at some point. These people looked loose, but in fact they had been staring at Mitchell and the others closely with gloomy and serious eyes.These people hadn't appeared just now, but when the situation changed, they immediately appeared silently, as if they appeared out of thin air.

"Now is not the time..." Sangers said softly.

Mitchell trembled all over his body, clenched his fist several times, and finally let it go tremblingly, his nails left horrible crimson pinch marks on his palm.

"I will wait until that time..." Mitchell said hoarsely, watching the shadow of the Hummer disappearing in the dust, "I will, I will...!"